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I’ve spent several lifetimes
trapped inside my head
I made myself.
Until the day came
when I ran out of fight
but not out of demons
and stood at the abyss
stay or go?
I’m glad I stayed.
Most days, anyway.
It is, indeed, possible to talk someone into submission.
The person who is responsible for your life is you.
You should be in a relationship because you love someone, not because you need them.
You need to be able to take care of yourself.
Family is more important than anything, whether they are related to you by blood or choice.
You have a responsibility to society.
Whining is not attractive. Ever.
Anything can be a funny story, given time and distance.
Actions have consequences.
Courtesy is important. So is respect and acceptance.
If you buy quality stuff, it will last longer.
Food is a joy and a way to share love.
Things will happen to you. Deal with them with as much grace and dignity as possible.
Don’t drive like your father.
Animals are like family. We take care of them before ourselves, because they can’t.
Music, like food, is a celebration of life.
When all else is gone, family remains.
Getting your mouth washed out with dish soap will make you think twice about using the Lord’s name as a swear.
Books are a good gift for every occasion.
If you don’t know something, don’t ask me. Look it up.
Being smart is not enough. Critical thinking is vital.
We are more alike than different.
I am loved.
Happy Mother’s Day , Mom. I love you .
So, I am not dead, but my hands and feet hurt like fuck all and surprisingly, typing does not lessen the pain at all. So I am trying to not do it for a bit.
I’m sure you’ll all be just fine.
So, last night I had a dream in which people made fun of my 5 month old pedicure. In the dream, people were actually shrieking and running away. I kept telling them it wasn’t that bad, but no one agreed with me.
I am watching the World Cup. Now, since many of you, my loyal readers, are American, the World Cup is a very big deal everywhere except the USA. I watch it every four years, because I love that sort of thing, as evidenced by my glee at the Olympics.
I played soccer as a child, which I know may come as a shock to those of you who know me, as it involves moving around in a rapid manner and possibly sweating, things I am notably against. But it’s true, and I played on a boy’s team, as there were no girl’s teams to be joined.
I was not very good, but was enthusiastic, as I am terribly competitive, a failing well known by those of you who have had the misfortune to compete with me in, well, anything.
I often wonder how many kilos of crap is in my colon at any one time. I am slightly afraid to find out.
Ok, now I must go. Shut up, I have SHIT to DO. Yeah, not really.